56th Inning

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[Open phone call made from the hospital to all. Scout sounds irritated.]

Hey, Mayfield! Ya know what's shittier than I town fulla never-ending zombies? A town fulla never ending zombies on yer birthday. As much as I can go 'round shooting guys in the face all day, a break to go get some drinks would be nice.

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[un_beau_coquin]

Bon anniversaire, petit.

I cannot believe I forgot about your birzhday, your mozzer told me about most of your previous ones. I could make you a cake, if you do not like zhe cold leftovers in your 'ands.

[freakinblur]

[BLECH.]

Ya know what I really want for my birthday? Fer you ta shut up about that shit!

[un_beau_coquin]

I 'ave never gone into detail about it, but alright.

'Ow old are you now?

[freakinblur]

Even mentionin' it gives me chills, awright? I don't need details!

Twenty-two now. That's two birthdays I've had in Mayfield. Talk about lame.

[un_beau_coquin]

[He chuckles.] Just for you, petit, I shall abstain from mentioning such zhings today.

Indeed. Zhat is razzer unfortunate. I 'ad no idea you 'ad been stuck 'ere for so long.

[freakinblur]

[There's a pause as he counts.] A year an'... seven months. In freakin' paradise.

[un_beau_coquin]

Mon dieu.

[He's quiet for a moment. That's kinda depressing.] Well, at least you 'ad time to settle in.

[freakinblur]

Settle in? Not a chance. I ain't settlin' inta a place like this.

[un_beau_coquin]

[He chuckled.] Zhat is what I zhought. Mais, sometimes you cannot 'elp it when you 'ave been in zhe same place for such a long time.

[freakinblur]

I figure it'll always be me 'n' Ai at the very least. We been in the same house together since I got here, an' tha rest 'a the house has been like a revolving door 'a people.